Date: Tue, 3 Dec 2013 22:31:25 +0100 (CET)
From: Patrick Summers
Subject: A star is bred part 1
A/N: This is for RJ.
-------CAMERON-------
"You do look a lot like him, though, especially with this hair."
Cameron scowled at his stylist. "I do not! And anyways, it was you that
suggested this cut, so if I don't get any jobs now because I look like
Colin Ford, I'm gonna blame it on you."
Greg grinned, ruffling the long bangs that fell into the boy's face,
laughing when he ducked away. "Brat. Look at it this way, at least Colin
Ford is too old for the sort of roles you audition for. That leaves a
vacancy."
"Huh," Cameron said. "Okay, yeah, you have a point. Still," he whined,
shaking his floppy hair. "Did you have to make it quite so *boyband*?"
Tsking, Greg turned away to grab the powder. "Oh, stop it. You know you
look adorable, stop fishing for compliments."
"Fuck off," Cameron grumbled but held still to have his face
powdered. "Maybe I was going for edgy."
Laughing out loud, Greg smacked an airy little kiss on the tip of his
nose. "Oh, sweetheart, you're a thirteen year old TV actor playing ten year
olds most of the time. Your last guest spot was on `Once Upon a Time'. You
were a *fairy*. Believe me, you're about as far away from edgy as one could
get."
Cameron grimaced, but had to agree. Studying himself in the mirror, he had
to admit that there were worse fates than looking like he did. His wavy
light-brown hair fell into his big blue eyes and framed his face in a way
he rather liked.
Squirming a little in the seat as Greg finished up his make-up, Cameron
sighed. He had felt itchy all day, and was about ready to crawl out of his
skin.
Cameron was a Breeder, and had undergone the Transition only two months
ago. Fortunately, at the time he hadn't been booked for anything, so the
only people who knew about his new status were his two Dads and his
manager, Lilah.
They'd managed to keep it a secret so far, not an easy feat with the kind
of exposure his job demanded. Even the paparazzi were still none the wiser.
Cameron wasn't really sure how he felt about the whole thing. His manager
had acted like it was the end of the world, and his birthing parent had
looked at him with sadness in his eyes. There wasn't much he knew about
Breeders, he'd never thought he'd be one, even if he himself had been the
result of a Breeder pregnancy.
Having children was something he'd always wanted in a vague,
sometime-when-I'm-all- grown-up way, and even then, he also imagined a wife
to go with them. A house, maybe a dog, the whole nine yards.
Of course, Breeders were gay by default, so maybe he had spent his whole
life lying to himself about being straight. For now, though, he tried not
to think about it too much.
He squinted his eyes closed when Greg fogged him in with hairspray.
"All done!" The stylist said after a moment, giving him an exaggerated
once-over. "Looking good there, Bane."
Cameron grinned. "Always."
Greg snorted. "And so modest. Alright, mini-star, out there you go. Your
adoring fans are waiting."
A hint of nerves had Cameron glance away. "Yeah."
"They'll love you, Cam." Greg's voice was gentle.
"Yeah," Cameron said again. "They're all here for me after all, aren't
they?" He hesitated. "I just don't want them to be disappointed."
Ushering him out the door of the changing room and towards the stage, Greg
looked at him shrewdly. "Disappointed by your gorgeous self? Never."
Taking a deep breath, Cameron tried to put all negative thoughts behind
him. "Thanks, G," he murmured, and without a backward glance, he stepped
out on the stage.
It was sheer luck that Lilah had just finished introducing him when he
walked out to thundering applause and cheers.
His manager smiled at him as she quickly put a headband-mike on
him. "Show's yours," she murmured and just like that, Cameron was totally
calm.
He glanced over the crowd and grinned. Almost a million entries from all
over the world had made the `Meet Cameron Bane Contest for Fanboys' a big
success. Only 30 boys had been chosen for the Meet `n Greet and as Cameron
looked them over, he asked himself if there had been a casting involved in
the process of choosing them.
There were boys of all ages, but most were around his own. All of them were
exceptional in their own way, from handsome to cool to downright pretty.
He waved at them, wincing a little as the noise level tripled. He grinned,
some of the loudest cheers came from the Dads accompanying their sons and
he winked at one of them.
"Wow, what a welcome," he said, slowly walking over to the single chair in
the middle of the stage. "I can't believe you guys are all here to see me.
As he absently answered the first question - it was an absurdly mundane one
about his favorite color Ð Cameron let his gaze wander. His eyes came to
a sudden stop in the first row.
A man was staring at him, his hands resting on the shoulders of a pretty
boy of about ten. As Cameron watched, the man slid one of his hands down
the boy's front, over his chest until it came to a stop over one of his
nipples, teasing it with one finger. The boy leaned back into his Dad,
obviously used to being touched like that.
Cameron gulped, sudden lust slamming into him. He was abruptly hard, heat
spreading from the base of his spine to his ass and dick. He moaned under
his breath, looking around to see if anyone had noticed.
The stranger had. He kept looking him over, even while he was pressing his
crotch rhythmically into his son's back. The boy's eyes were half-shut, his
mouth hanging open as he enjoyed his Dad's ministrations.
Suddenly, Cameron felt uncomfortable. This wasn't right. Dads weren't
supposed to do stuff like that, and son's definitely weren't supposed to
like it.
He moved restlessly. He could feel his cotton undies cling to his skin, a
warm, wet feeling spreading in the back of them. Cameron whined a little
under his breath, mortified by his body's betrayal. Had he wet himself,
right there on the stage?
But it felt different, sticky somehow, and every gush of slick that seeped
into his pants was accompanied by a burning wave of pure arousal that stole
his breath. "Uh," he gasped, shifting back and forth on the chair to get
some relief.
From the corner of his eyes he could see Roger, his security guard, sniff
the air and then look at him sharply. Even from across the stage Cameron
could see the man's bulge grow, his hardening cock straining against the
fabric. He couldn't look away as Roger adjusted himself and the impressive
outline of his cock was clearly visible.
Cameron whimpered helplessly, the tiny sound amplified through the
mike. The Dads in the first row stirred, and more than one of them was
growing hard as they sniffed the air just like Roger had. Cameron didn't
pay much attention to the men, though. His ass was burning something awful
and he tried to clench it shut to keep the slick from running out. Instead,
his ass popped open with an audible smack and Cameron's eyes rolled into
the back of his head as lust crashed over him.
His desperate, drawn-out moan sounded through the strong speakers and
immediately, the room erupted in chaos. As the thirteen-year-old fought
with his instincts, about two dozen men stormed the stage, all of them
trying to get to the boy first.
He vaguely felt Lilah trying to drag him away, but he resisted. There was
something here that he needed, he was sure of that. The horrible empty
feeling spread through him and so he didn't struggle when hands grabbed
him. They were neither gentle nor hesitant as they ripped his clothes from
his body and forced him on his back.
There was movement all around him, loud voices and meaty thuds that most
likely were fist connecting with tender flesh.
Mind foggy with desire, Cameron didn't care about any of it. He spread his
bare legs wide, the itching pain in his ass bad enough that he lifted his
hips from the ground to present it, to get *someone* to fill it already.
By some funny twist of fate, he was still wearing the mike and again, his
quiet words were amplified and resonated around the hall. "Please, please,
oh *please*..."
A moment later, he got his wish. Something hard and wet prodded at his
entrance and then he screamed in pain as a hard cock was forced inside. He
was wet back there, but a total virgin. It hurt so much that for a few
seconds, the pain grew stronger than his arousal.
"Oh, h-huuurts," he gasped, trying to shove the weight of the man off him.
"'Yeah," the man grunted, shifting back and forth as he drilled his
engorged cock deeper and harder into Cameron. "Tight. `S good."
Cameron couldn't breathe, pain warring with lust as his virginity was
fucked away, his body acknowledging the fact that this was what it needed
even if his mind didn't.
The stranger wasn't gentle. He hammered away at the boy's ass, driven by
his urgent need to seed the fertile Breeder that was lying so passively
underneath him. Every thrust was accompanied by a loud moan, and then
suddenly the man froze and sprayed his potent load deep into Cameron.
"Uh," Cameron cried out as the itching pain deep inside his lower body was
soothed by the hot semen gushing into him. He winced as the huge cock was
pulled out and for the first time, he got a good look of the stranger. It
was the same guy that had been watching him earlier. Just behind him,
Cameron could see the confused face of the man's son staring at them.
He didn't have much time to feel bad for the kid though. As soon as the man
had pulled out and had gotten up, another was taking his place.
"Ahhhhh!" Cameron gave an overwhelmed howl, even as he welcomed the long,
thick cock pushing inside his raw hole.
This time, it was Roger. The huge, black guy instantly pounded away at him,
dwarfing the thirteen-year-old as he leaned over him and snapped his hips
forward and back in hard, quick stabs. The security guard grunted with
every thrust and he drove his cock so deep that Cameron felt as if his
insides were ploughed up.
His whole body rocked with the hard fuck and he cried out from the sheer
forcefulness of being taken like this.
When Roger finally, *finally* came, he did so with a long moan that he
smothered by kissing Cameron wetly, his tongue stabbing the boy's mouth
just like his throbbing cock did. His cum was scalding hot and shot out in
spurts that were so hard, that Cameron actually flinched as they hit his
insides.
And then, he felt nothing but the strange heaviness that settled in his
lower body. Heat began to grow where before there had been only
emptiness. A heartbeat later, pain exploded in Cameron's belly and he
keened as he instinctively curled up around it. He moved restlessly as his
womb contracted over and over again, only stilling when the inseminated egg
was safely where it was supposed to be.
When he finally relaxed, feeling more contented than he'd ever been,
Cameron looked up Ð and right in the lens of a camera.
"Congratulations," the cameraman said cheerfully and came hard in Cameron's
face.
Spluttering, Cameron blushed bright red as the implications of what had
just happened hit him. Lying in the middle of the stage, covered in the
semen of strangers, he'd just been impregnated on live television.
Feeling oddly protective of the tiny life now growing inside of him,
Cameron cradled his belly with both of his hands. He was murmuring
something, but didn't even know what it was. He only felt the heat
underneath his palms and the sheer ecstasy of having found his purpose in
life.
----------DOM---------
Dom couldn't help but stare. From the moment they'd been brought into the
large room, he couldn't keep his eyes off of the beautiful boy his son was
so obsessed with. No picture, poster or TV appearance had done him credit,
though, and so it was only now that Dom could really appreciate his son's
immaculate taste.
"Isn't he just dreamy?" Sky sighed as if on cue. The boy had been ultra-gay
from birth, a little, effeminate diva that loved sucking cock and wearing
frilly clothes. As always, Dom couldn't help but wonder where *that* had
come from. Must have been all the pills his mom had been popping behind
Dom's back when she was pregnant.
She'd died of an overdose when Sky was only two months old and he couldn't
have been happier to be rid of her.
"Yeah," he murmured, unable to look away from the boy on stage. He was
painfully hard, and couldn't help but feel Sky up a little, pulling his son
back into him so that he could get a little friction on his cock.
And then he smelled it. Groaning under his breath, he took an involuntary
step closer to that arousing scent, leaving his son behind. When the black
security guard stepped onto the stage, fumbling with his belt, Dom lost all
control.
With a roar, he jumped on the stage, fighting his way through the sudden
chaos surrounding what he now realized to be a fertile Breeder. A woman
tried to pull the boy away, but Dom was quicker. Leaving her for someone
else to deal with, he grabbed the famous boy and ripped the clothes off of
him, forcing him on his back.
Sinking into that tight, wet hole was the best feeling in the world. The
young boy cried out in pain and Dom felt a wave of regret, but the lust
coursing through his veins was too strong. The friction and heat was
delicious and even before he was ready, Dom was shooting hard deep into the
fertile boy.
He would have liked to savor the moment, but he was pulled off the Breeder
quickly and the black guy took his place.
As he lay there panting, his deflated cock still hanging out, he suddenly
noticed the cameraman. He was still filming, even as he jerked off
one-handedly. With a start, Dom remembered that this event was supposed to
be live-broadcast on national TV.
Beside him, the black guy was fucking the poor Breeder like a maniac,
forcing desperate cries from Cameron. When the black, round ass-cheeks
suddenly clenched, Dom could see some of the man's thick seed explode out
the ravished hole and the boy underneath him jerked as if shot as he was
filled to the brink.
The impregnation spasms started almost right away. Gathering a worried Sky
close, Dom watched the famous Breeder get pregnant with a child that had a
fifty-fifty chance of being his and shuddered in residual arousal. He would
do anything to stay close to him, whatever the cost.
-------ROGER-------
Roger had never been interested in a male before. He was a pussy guy all
around, and no boy had ever made him look at them twice, especially not one
as young as Cameron Bane.
But then he'd smelled it, that delicious and incredibly arousing scent of a
fertile Breeder. Before he even knew what he was doing, Roger had been all
over the boy and sinking in his tight, wet, little ass had been the best
feeling in the world.
The fuck was hard and fast, exquisite friction around his throbbing cock
bringing him to the edge quickly, but it was the boy's sweet cries of
tortured pleasure that pushed him over and he virtually exploded inside
that tight, clenching hole.
The boy's channel milked him dry and as soon as he slipped out, the Breeder
curled up with a low moan of pain and began to shudder through what Roger
could only assume were impregnation spasms.
He was vaguely aware of the disappointed groans of the other horny men
standing around them, but Roger only met the eyes of the other guy that had
gotten to fuck the thirteen-year-old.
"One of us, huh?" He asked with a shark-like grin.
The other man winked at him. "Looks like it." He was cuddling a cute young
boy close and Roger found himself thinking that it would be a waste to have
this guy get to keep Cameron as well.
Stunned at the very thought, Roger grinned as the cameraman sprayed Cameron
with his cum, camera angled in a way that it caught the gaping, fucked-open
hole of the Breeder beautifully.
Feeling himself grow hard and heavy between the legs again at the mere
thought of having him again, Roger had to acknowledge the fact that maybe
he had a thing for boys after all.
-------WORLD-------
The pictures went around the world. Within minutes, Cameron Bane was the
biggest porn-star of all times, thousands jerking off to his helpless cries
as he was being impregnated by two total strangers.
One TV segment in particular was very popular.
*Cameron Bane is a TV star like any other you may know.* The commentator
intoned dramatically and the screen showed a series of pictures of Cameron.
*Young, handsome and talented, he has a legion of devoted fans all over
the globe. Last night, some of those have been chosen to take part in a
very special event. How special this Meet `n Greet was going to turn out,
though, nobody could have foreseen.*
A short TV-MA warning flashed across the screen and then there was a
high-def view of Cameron's wet and rosy little hole. It was the moment when
he'd lost all control over himself and had given in to the demands of his
body, spreading his legs wide and giving the camera an unadulterated view
of his leaking ass.
*That Cameron Bane is a Breeder was a secret that not many people were in
on. But in a shocking turn of events, last night, the whole country was
able to bear witness to a very special Cycle.*
And there it was. The moment Cameron lost his virginity, all there across
the TV screens of millions of people. His moans and token protests, even as
he moved with the cock thrusting into him, and his triumphant expression as
he was filled with the potent cum. Both times.
*There is no doubt about the young actor's impregnation.*
There really wasn't. Every person in America that had ever seen a Breeder
get pregnant recognized the unmistakable signs.
*Specialists from Breeder Centre's all over America have confirmed the
authenticity of the spasms Bane exhibited after being seeded, all but
eliminating the possibility of an elaborate hoax. Bane's management has
refused to give a statement regarding the further plans Bane might have,
but if the final few seconds of last night's live broadcast are any
indication, in about nine month there will be a new celebrity baby for the
world to fawn over.*
On screen, Cameron had just stopped trembling. He was lying on the ground,
naked and tiny-looking amongst a horde of aroused men that were just coming
back to their senses. The boy was still curled into a tight little ball
and had both hands pressed to his lower belly.
But there was the most contented smile on his face one could imagine and as
he whispered something, the mike caught it easily. "My baby. My beautiful,
perfect baby."
*But the most important question remains unanswered.*
The screen split to show both Roger and Dom at the moment of completion,
twin expressions of utter bliss on their faces as they blasted their potent
seed into the fertile boy.
*Who is the father of Cameron Bane's baby?*
End of part 1
So, who should be the Dad? xD